This new truth


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I have started this post at least 5 times, my mind wanting to say things until my fingers reached the keys. I have many subjects roaming through my thoughts. Remembrances, Kids, Isolation, Relationships, Stories, Grieving, and most of all my Daughters.

I will start with Maggie. Maggie is a manager of a health clinic. She has been working long days, with many days in a row. She has set up a drive through testing site at her clinic, converted much of it to a respiratory infection treatment site, all while still maintaining the clinics’ basic function as a… well…a basic health clinic. Her children are home, being schooled on the internet, her husband still working hard at his job. They are all upholding a strong family life, living in this new normal that has taken over the world. It is hard, it is scary, and it is unmistakably strong. I admire them all and love them greatly , Maggie, Devon, Michael and Andrew. they are living and living strong.

And Sarah, whose wedding to Seth was to have been yesterday, on a tropical island surrounded by family and friends. A wedding planned for over a year. A miraculous, wonderful, magical time. I grieve for them. They are heartbroken. At the same time they are both working from home, buying their first home together, and living a full life. I also admire them. They are amazing. The wedding will still happen, but not for a year, still in the same marvelous villa, with hopefully the same friends. I know we will be there, and I finally will have my opportunity to perform the ceremony wedding two people I dearly love.

I love my daughters more than the world

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I am sad for our world, We all are grieving in some way or the other. People have lost their lives, their friends, their family members. Jobs have ended, people are scared, isolated, confused. We are all touched by this strange new reality, and all struggling to make some sense of this oddness.

And we are united as well in this, in this adventure, this sadness, this strength.

Let’s not forget that we have this, that we own this, that we have done it before and we can do it again. The world is slowing down and resting, we are becoming more…or less…self aware. we are all thinking. Let’s keep loving and being. Let’s keep living.

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